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Sep 2017
Insomnia that dark mistress of the night,
you take me away from my escape,
my sanctuary from the bedlam of the day.
You leave me lucid awake and tormented,
with eyes heavy and a restless beating heart.
So here I lay adrift in a sea of moonlight,
wanting freedom from the days chaos,
to ease into tranquility and a sweet passing.
Written by
Larry Ross
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